Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 481 Cultivating Immortals: The Soft and Cute Disciple of Master Qing Leng (55)

  Feng Luo blinked innocently,

   "Is there any? Nothing."

  Feng Luo said grinningly at the gaze dyed white with a smile.

   "Host, just tell me."

  Yan Bai narrowed her eyes slightly, and said casually.

   "Tell you? It doesn't exist."

  Seal: "..."

   "Host, like you, you will lose the handsome me."

   Ranbai glanced at Feng Luo, and seriously corrected.

   "No, you are not handsome. Being handsome is also a realm, and you can't reach it currently."

  Seal: "..."

  Ah!

  Have you ever seen the host that interacts with your system every day? !

  The little sisters next door are gentle, kind-hearted, lovely and innocent.

  It is here.

  Narcissistic and self-willed tongue! ! !

   Dye Bai gave a casual "Oh" and added.

   "Oh, I forgot to say it, for your cuteness, I can indeed tell you."

  Hearing what Ran Bai said with consciousness, Feng Luo's eyes lit up.

  Ranbai's tone paused, and continued lightly.

"but,"

  Fengluo:? ? ?

but what?

   "You are not cute, I can't help it."

  Seal: "..."

  Thousand arrows pricked my heart, dear.

  Feng Luo: There is no face to love.

  嘤嘤嘤, please let it cry.

  Mourning for its former free life~

  Dyeing white: "..."

  Ran Bai turned around slowly, his eyes fell on the tree spirit that had been thousands of years old.

"come out."

  Hearing Ranbai's clear and indifferent tone, Su Yi was startled.

  Sure enough,

whats the matter,

   can't hide from her either.

   Suyi walked out from behind the tree spirit, rippling in purple clothes.

  "Master..."

  夙yi wanted to open her mouth to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

  Before meeting, he had countless things to say to her.

   But now,

  Thousands of words were completely wiped out in front of her.

   just a sound,

  Simple and simple, Master.

  If it can be done again.

  He would rather hope never to touch these things, but simply be with her.

  As long as we are together, it’s good.

  No matter what the price is.

  Ranbai's expression is casual, her voice is clear and indifferent,

  "This is Qing Xianzong, what are you here for?"

  Saiyi pursed her lips, her voice is low and lonely and aggrieved, like a wounded little beast.

   "I just miss you."

  What you said,

   will protect me,

  How can you forget?

  Dyeing white and cold eyebrows are as expensive as ink painting, and the voice is clear and clear with a touch of estrangement,

   "Qing Xianzong, not a place for you to come."

  A demon clan broke into Qingxianzong without authorization.

  Just to see her?

  Dyeing white feels a bit ridiculous.

  This kind of thing.

  It’s her instead,

  Absolutely can't do it.

   Isn’t the gain more than the loss?

  Ranbai doesn't know if this is the so-called love.

only,

  She didn’t want to understand, nor could she understand.

  Emotion is a poison and a burden.

   is contaminated and it is difficult to get rid of it.

so,

  Ranbai is concerned with things like love,

   has always kept away.

  Family, love, friendship.

  She doesn't want, and can't want it.

Once    has it,

   becomes a weakness.

   has become a loophole where others can attack you.

  Perhaps it is a very beautiful thing for an ordinary girl's affection.

  However, for dyeing white.

   is just a weakness.

  Saiyi pressed her crimson lips lightly, and said stubbornly,

   "Just three years ago, you said-perhaps, you are interested in Demon Lord."

  Now,

  He fulfilled what she said.

  Dyeing white and frowning her eyebrows slightly, her ink-washed eyes are extremely cold.

   "Yes, but this is only possible."

  But this is only possible, but this is only possible.

  With words, hovering in Su Yi's mind like a curse.

  Maybe?

But,

  He just doesn’t.

  夙yi slowly walked in front of Ranbai,

  Looking at dyed white with nostalgia.

   whispered softly,

   "Master, I... won't let go."

The words behind    are very light, very light.

  Like a feather falling to the ground, it can't be shocked.

  　 4 more, see you tomorrow at half past seven.

  (End of this chapter)